Final Note

Looking back to that night in Ireland about ten days into the World Race when I cried myself to sleep listening to Damien Rice in my tent while it poured down rain, I hardly thought I would make it to this point. We board a van in about 45 minutes that will take us to the Bangkok Airport where I’ll begin my 40-hour, 4 airplane journey home and the World Race will be over. Six months ago I would have laughed if you asked me if this was the best year of my life, but from where I stand today, I believe that I have the coolest life and maybe it was the best year of my life so far. I proved my theory that God has a better plan for my life than anything I could come up with for myself. I just traveled the world for a year, I didn’t have a job the entire time, yet I still ate well for the last 11 months, and I’m going home to re-start my business of selling my original paintings. I don’t dare to dream that big, but God does and he did for me and I know He will continue to do so.